Have I ever mentioned how I admire people who manage to walk in the rain, with only one measly umbrella over their heads?

I probably didn't. But those people are good, really.

Just one stupid umbrella doesn't provide much shelter from the disastrously heavy rain.
I mean it.

And don't even get me started on those that actually ride a bicycle in the rain, be it with an umbrella or not.

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After a long and boring day of school (as usual), Liboon and I (we ended later than the rest who had I&E briefing and ended early) went to meet up with the others - Jade, YY, YX, HG.

Then we went out of the school, ran for the bus that just arrived, and made it in time - only to realise it was full.
HAPPY NEW YEAR.

So we walked to the MRT station instead. At the bus stop somewhere opposite Ghim Moh Market (I think), the bus came, so we just boarded it.

Went to Paya Lebar, Macs, then slacked and talked crap with the rest about Maintenance Day tomorrow. We stayed till about 6 plus, then Jade, YY, YX and I went to the bus stop and got soaked partially by people's umbrellas. -_-
There was even this woman who walked past and opened her umbrella so suddenly that all the water splashed out. -_-

We got on a double-deckered 76 and went up. It was almost empty. We started to complain about the rain and check our belongings to see if they were soaked.

I got off and ran to the bus stop, got my umbrella out and well, walked under that small shelter, which wasn't really providing any shelter.

As I was walking on the overhead bridge, I wondered if I would get struck by lightning if there was any. I probably think too much.

Walked under some sheltered walkway, then had to walk in the rain again.

After about 5 mins or less of walking, I think it caught God's attention or something. He's fair, all right. This car stopped beside me and this lady (mind you, I don't even know her) poked her head out and asked if I wanted a lift.
It just goes to show some people in Singapore really do still have a heart.

I rejected her offer, even though she didn't seem like the come-girl-I-got-candy or the kidnapper type. Besides, her daughter (I presume) was seated beside her.

Well, she was really nice to offer a ride, but I didn't want to soak up a kind stranger's car, because I was wet. -_-

So I continued to walk and get my shoes, socks, uniform, one of my favourite bags, and stuff inside, well, soaked.
And I was drenched from head to toe, too, though I don't really know how my head got wet.

When I got home at last, I took off my shoes and socks, which suddenly had the weight of some rock, and put them aside. -_-

I didn't even want to know what state my hair was in. But I just had to accidentally walk past a mirror and see it.
I wanted to scream out loud and curse the seas and clouds for dropping water all over me and ruining my hair. -_-
I mean, go soak my pack of Cheezels and my favourite bag, but leave my hair alone, will you?

Anyway, all I wanted then, was a long, warm and comfortable shower, after being drenched in acidic and dirty rainwater (I think), and getting my hair totally ruined.

But nooooooo, what I got was a moth just somewhere below the showerhead. And I didn't even notice it at first. I couldn't even run out of the bathroom screaming my head off because I was already halfway through showering.

Someone please slap me for not noticing that fugly moth.

So my dream of a long, warm and comfortable shower was shattered by that stupid moth, and what I got was a quick and uncomfortable shower.

I swear it isn't pleasant showering with a moth just inches away from you, and there's nothing you can do because if you move that showerhead, that stupid thing is just going to fly all over the toilet. -_-

I finally got out of that disgusting place with a disgusting moth as its inhabitant.
And not long after I finished my shower, the rain wasn't as heavy as before.

WHAT THE HELL PLEASE. -_-